Entrepreneurship and Wealth in the Order of the Phoenix

Two days later, Boston, USA.

In the luxurious banquet hall, delicious food and wine are arranged in an orderly manner on long tables covered with exquisite tablecloths. The best flower arrangers arrange rare flowers brought in by air into beautiful shapes. Celebrities wear luxurious dresses Shuttle among the toasts.

This is the legendary gathering of local tyrants.

Gee tut.

A black Audi R8 drifted in front of the red carpet in style, and stopped with the cool friction sound of the brakes.Almost everyone stopped talking, and Qiqi cast their gazes at the car, and some fashion girls in bold clothes even gathered around and winked at the car.

The car door opened, and Tony Stark, the boss of Stark Industries, stepped down amidst all the attention, and naturally put his arms around the shoulders of a blonde girl, and waved to a flash of lights.

A shorter figure jumped out of the car door on the other side.It was a tall, lanky boy with wildly tousled black hair in a suit, his bow tie matched his impressive green eyes.

The blonde had just kissed Tony's face, leaving a perfect lipstick mark, when she turned her head and saw Harry, she froze for a moment. "Your son?"

Tony: ...which eye do you see that we are even remotely similar? ?

The boy looked at the girl wrapped around Tony and showed a helpless smile. "Mr. Stark, I thought I was here for the MIT Alumni Association, not some adult-only party?"

Are all the children of today so precocious? !The girl complained.Then she realized something. "British accent? Oh, you're Harry Potter—"

"Yes, nice to meet you, ma'am." The green-eyed boy saluted, as well-behaved as a little gentleman in the nineteenth century, as if the phrase "adult only" just now was an illusion.

"God, Tony, what are you fussing about here?" Tony's secretary, Pepper, walked up on high heels and pushed the blonde aside. "Hurry up, you're already late, and your speech with Mr. Potter is about to start in three minutes—children, are you okay?"

"No problem," Harry replied.

"Poor kid, I hope Tony didn't freak you out."

Three minutes later, Tony Stark stood on a golden podium covered with flowers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am very happy to be here today, my alma mater. Like everyone, I have left many good memories here." He paused and spread his hands. "Including finding a girlfriend."

The people off the field laughed knowingly.

"I bet this little gentleman who will be standing here soon will also have many good memories at MIT, of course—" He blinked. "That doesn't include finding a girlfriend."

People started laughing at Tony's sense of humor.Harry laughed too.

"Next, let's welcome the youngest alumnus in history at the age of 11, Harry Potter!"

There was warm applause from the audience.

"Thank you everyone." The black-haired boy said, and the applause stopped in good time. "Thank you for your love and Mr. Stark's support."

"I know what the papers call me—a boy genius."

The upper-class people who are accustomed to listening to high-sounding speeches feel a little bored. According to the usual routine, the next step for this boy should be self-effacing, such as "I am not a genius, I just work harder", "I have better hands-on ability", "good luck" "And so on.Tsk, boring.But children's routines have reached this level.

"Genius?" Harry smiled. "Of course I am."

what?

What about the good plan?

"I never deny that my intelligence is higher than ordinary people, but genius is a halo and a burden. It tests whether a person can stick to his heart amidst flowers and applause, whether he can still integrate into the group with a different label, whether able to take social responsibility.”

The audience was silent for a while, and then I didn't know who took the lead, and everyone applauded from the bottom of their hearts.After calming down again, the young man stood on the stage and continued to talk: "Of course I am not the only genius in the world, and capable people are not necessarily 'geniuses' as seen by the public. Whether it is a genius or an ordinary person , I hope that together we can—at least try—to move the world forward, not backward.”

……

"Today's speech was wonderful, Harry." Tony held the coffee cup, stretched his hands, and sat down on the coffee table. Pepper gave her boss a blank look.

"Thanks for the compliment." Harry thanked politely. "Mr. Stark—"

"Call me Tony."

"Okay, Tony. I have a few questions about artificial intelligence. I heard that your Jarvis is very good, so I want to ask you. My family doesn't know why it is so stupid."

"The one in your house?" Tony became interested. "You made one too? Mind showing me the source code?"

"Of course, it's in this USB flash drive. Can this computer be used?"

"Please."

After Harry put the USB flash drive in, he clicked on the text of the source code, and Tony slid his finger on the screen to read line by line. "It's actually not bad." After reading the function description at the beginning, Tony picked up his hands. "What's its name?"

"Husky."

"What?" Tony thought he was hallucinating.

"I said, it's called Husky."

Now I know why it was stupid, Tony thought.He put his hand on Harry's shoulder and said earnestly, "My suggestion is, change your name."

Harry: "..."

"Alohomora!" Then, with a rattling sound, Harry and Tony watched in horror as smoke came from the laboratory door lock, and the door swung open.They heard footsteps, but saw no one.

"Who?" Tony took out the gun from the cabinet and pointed around.Dumbledore had to put an armor on himself first, and then lifted the Disillusionment Curse.Harry stared blankly at the white-bearded old man in a strange robe in front of him. The first words he said when he appeared were:

"Harry! Don't you remember me? I'm Dumbledore from Hogwarts!"

Harry & Tony: ? ? ?

It took a while for Harry to realize what Hogwarts was.Mrs. Figg mentioned that he was a wizard and had to go to Hogwarts, and it was related to the strange behavior of this old man...

Mr. Sherlock Holmes, the most famous British detective at present, once said: If all the impossible is eliminated, the rest, no matter how impossible, is the truth!

there is only one truth--

"Am I really a wizard?" Harry asked, pointing to himself.

"Your parents are both wizards, and you received the admission letter from Hogwarts, so you must be a wizard." Dumbledore continued to ask confidently, "Son, since you were young, there must have been many strange things around you." Let things happen, let's call them magic riots, or..."

"No." Harry interrupted him. "You're the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me."

Dumbledore: "..." It's over, there is only one line.

The two stared at each other for a while, and poor Albus finally came up with a new line: "But you are really a wizard, Hogwarts is a school for wizards, you have to learn how to control your magic. "

"I don't feel like I'm magical," said Harry.

It's too bad, Dumbledore's old heart is half cold, this kid can't be a squib. "Well, Harry, I'll choose a more advanced spell, and you try to cast it. The spell will never succeed, it's absolutely safe! But then I can feel your magic power, okay?"

"Okay." Harry took the spare wand from Dumbledore, holding the little stick in his hand, he immediately felt warm.Blue light danced around the wand, but Dumbledore didn't notice it.

"Come, Harry, read to me, Expelliarmus."

Tony: What are you doing, why I can't understand, should I go, it seems very dangerous here-

Harry: "Expelliarmus!"

His wand glowed bright red, boom!Tony Stark flew out.

Harry turned his head and looked at Dumbledore in horror: "You said the spell would never work!"

Is this the effect of the Disarming Curse?

Is this the effect of a disarming spell cast by an 11-year-old?

Is this the first disarming spell effect played by an 11-year-old?

Dumbledore suddenly felt that his face was slapped so painfully.

Tony slid down against the wall with stares in his eyes, and looked at the culprit, the little boy, who ran over anxiously, took a bottle of potion from the strange white-bearded grandfather, and poured it down for him.Then they started arguing about something, and the old man said, "This is a hemp ￥...%, the memory must be erased", and the boy firmly stopped...

When he woke up again, he was lying at home with his personal doctor and Pepper beside him.He moved his arm, feeling that the bone that had been crushed before had miraculously recovered. Pepper held a notebook in his hand and looked at him worriedly.

"Tony, are you okay?" Pepper asked with a delicate frown. "Next you have a trip to Afghanistan to display weapons."

"This world is terrible, why go to Afghanistan..." Tony murmured.

"what?"

"Where's Harry Potter?"

"He said he was going back to England temporarily." Pepper asked suspiciously, "What bad thing did you take that kid to scare him back?"

Tony: Why is it always me who takes the blame.

Tony rolled out of bed, and his personal doctor watched in amazement as he quickly put on his coat and picked up his phone.There is a message written on it:

Mr. Tony Stark, as you heard before, I am a wizard and now I am going to a wizarding school called Hogwarts.I'm sorry I sent you flying with a spell, I didn't mean to.The existence of wizards is serious business, please keep it a secret for me.

The ps magic interferes with the electromagnetic fields of tech gadgets and we can't communicate until I figure out how to fix it.I will leave the huskies to your care, and I will take time to come to the United States every summer vacation.

Yours sincerely,

Harry Potter

"Pepper, cancel the trip to Afghanistan, let's go to England."

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[small theater]

HogwartsTV program recording site.

"Now, what we want to introduce to you is the first and second generation leaders of the Order of the Phoenix, Albus Crowmouth Dumbledore and Harry Potter. It is they who lead the Order of the Phoenix and the entire wizard The world is on the road to start a business and get rich. Everyone guessed that the original name of the Order of the Phoenix was the Crow’s Mouth Club, but it didn’t sound very good, so it was renamed—”

"Stupefy."

"Director, delete this paragraph and fire the host."

"Yes, Chairman Potter!"